ca. 1880-90s, [tintype portrait of a dispassionate tambourine player]
via Cowan’s Auctions
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Is this rhetorical?
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Well you can all kiss off into the air. Behind my back I can see them stare. They’ll hurt me bad but I don’t kind. They’ll hurt me bad they do it all the time.
Heading to Philly this weekend: tomorrow with my son to sell at Buffalo Exchange (could be a mistake, he’s cool, but he’s still 2) and the next day with my husband for birthday tattoos on south street
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Alas, me too
You Are A Hypnotist